A SUMMER IN THE NETHERLANDS

Part 4

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The purpose of my trip to the Netherlands was originally to finish up my third novel. But when it happened that I would be taking Ava with me, I knew that would at the very least be a major set-back to my plans. Indeed, during our first week, we had taken time to see the sights which left little time for writing. Ava was enamored by Amsterdam and seeing all the windmills in the country. Taking time away from my work to show her around was well worth it. During our downtime however, when I had planned on writing, I ended up spending a great deal more time with Ava than I had anticipated. Who could blame me after all?

One afternoon, we didn�t have anything going on and so I had finally found a perfect opportunity to sit and write. Ava was upstairs playing in our room, so I pulled out my laptop and set my focus on my book. I managed to write for about a half an hour before is heard Ava come creeping down the stairs.

�What�s up?� I spotted her out of the corner of my eye.

�Not much.� She leaned against the wall. Ava was wearing a striped shirt with this spaghetti straps. Her elastic pants matched and conformed to her little body. I couldn�t help but look up from my computer screen for a moment. She was standing on one leg and held the other in her right hand. Her brown hair was pulled to either side in pigtails which I couldn�t help but find adorable.

She cocked her head slightly and wistfully asked, �Can we go to the beach?�

�We�re at the beach,� I responded pointing to the view out the window, well aware that my response would annoy her.

�That�s not what I mean!� Ava let go of her foot and took a more defiant stance. She wrinkled her nose.

I chuckled. �Yes, I suppose we can go to the beach. But first...� An idea had just dawned on me. It was a fantasy of sorts. As if having an eight-year-old sex toy wasn�t a fantasy by itself.

�I want you to do something for me,� I began. �Get on your knees and get underneath the table.� I pointed down right in front of where I was sitting. Ava did as she was told and I looked down at her.

�I want you to give me your best blow job. Then when you�re done, we can go to the beach.� She began to fidget with my pants. I lifted up a bit and helped her pull them off along with my boxers.

Now sitting at the table half naked, I began to write. Ava kissed my cock and I allowed a hand to leave the keyboard just for a moment to twirl one of her little pigtails in approval. But I immediately went right back to writing. When I felt her hot mouth close over my cock, I wanted to stop, but forced myself to keep writing. Ava was twirling her tongue and teasing my cock like usual, but I was determined to last as long as I could and focused even harder on my writing. Eyes glued to the screen, I wrote paragraph after paragraph while the little eight year old pleasured me from underneath the table. After a little while, I heard a muffled noise from under the table and her pace began to slow a little. Ava was not accustomed to it taking this long.

�You�re doing a great job,� I assured her and gave her a nice pat on the head. But Immediately, my hand went back to the keyboard. This time, I could tell I would not be able to focus for much longer. I was getting close. Ava flicked her tongue around my cock once more and any hope of continuing to write was lost.

I leaned back in my chair and looked down at the little girl bobbing on my cock. Gorgeous. Since I knew Ava hated it when cum got in her mouth, I had never forced the issue. But her pigtails were just too tempting to pass up. I firmly grabbed hold of her pigtails just as I was about to shoot off in her mouth. Right at the point of no return, I pulled her in closer, eliciting a whine from Ava which only made the moment that much more exciting. Since she had been sucking my cock for a good while, I was cumming much more than normal. I watched as she tried to swallow as much as she could, but it was clear by her sudden whines and cum escaping her mouth, that my torrent of cum was too much for the little girl. Only when I was finished did I let her pull off of my cock. I wasn�t the least bit surprised to see a stream of cum dripping off of her chin. She pulled up her shirt to wipe it off.

�Now we can go to the beach," I told her. "Go get your suit on.�

Ava swallowed the cum that was still in her mouth. �Not yet!� she insisted. �It�s my turn to write!� The girl pulled off her pants and panties and plopped down in the chair in front of my computer. Who was I to argue?

I got down on hands and knees and crawled underneath the table. Following my example, Ava began to type on my computer. Meanwhile, I pulled her shirt out of my way and allowed my tongue to run along her slit. She made a cute little noise as my tongue began to explore inside of her slit. Once I began to tease her clit, she gave up on typing altogether and leaned back, holding on to either side of the chair.

With my face still buried in her pussy, I let my hands travel up Ava�s soft legs and then underneath her shirt to caress her torso. Her skin was so soft, so delectable. She was perfect. My tongue continued to tickle the insides of her vagina and before long, Ava was getting tense and let out a few more soft squeals as I drove the girl to an orgasm.

I only pulled back once her orgasm had subsided. �Let�s go to the beach now,� Ava decided.

�But we�re already at the beach,� I said jokingly, pointing once again to the window once I had crawled out from under the table.

�Shut up!� Once again, Ava was less amused by my �dad joke.�

�Okay, let�s go.� I picked her up and she laughed as I threw her over my shoulder and climbed the stairs to get our swimming suits on.